Call me in the morning darling
What have we done
Going from lovers
To enemies
Throwing punches over strangers
Lies and manipulation
Over what
Annoyances and depression
We had all of the ingredients
But we left something out
Arms that were home
Now torn apart
I came in with a lighter
But you threw grenades
Something deeper
You won’t say
I’m not trying to trap you
But war crimes can’t be ignored
Nerve gas with lightning bugs
Parasites in your brain
Pride will be the death of us
I whisper your name
Jōb Nikki 
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